This is a song about "Weed tittys shooting"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

They all see my life from a childish position

Weed and rapping weed in jays

But she took it in his place

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I keep my money neat

Who substituted for this weed

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

From the back seat, back seat